Well, after that thrilling first volume, I got more, hopefully a bit more condensed, but another “day in the life” coming your way, with boats and birds and…. Ummmm, you know what? I’ll bet nobody much gives a hoot about the boats and birds and such..SO, let’s forget that for the time being and do something more interesting, like a reviewing a eating place
Having lived in Breton Bay for three years, near the golf course (ah, those were the (geographic) bachelor days) I often played some of the course, but rarely went to the club house. Well, as fate would have it, we had a small meeting
of a committee and it was at the Breton Bay Golf Course club house.
It was lunch time and there were quite a few non-golfers there, enjoying the views of the course and having lunch from a surprisingly varied menu, although probably slanted toward the sporting side
With many choices of sandwiches, wraps, and…. HEY! What’s that in the middle of the menu, eh? OMGosh it’s
Beauty! What a surprise.
Well, our table stuck with manly fare consistent with the setting (golf club house) of a Reuben
And an all American chicken salad sandwich
(And I’m not going to whine about the marbled rye)
And (reluctantly) the Feeder had his 9,466th Chicken Caesar
Our table had nice view of the first fairway. It brought back memories of when I carried clubs “Bill, I think your ball is across the street in those folks front yard”
Actually the food was quite good, fresh and served by a lady who know most everybody by first name, kind if Cheers like.
If you’re out that way and peckish it is a nice stop.
FOR THE BIRDS
Okay, just to keep my word, here’s some bird pictures.
The Eagles are very active now for some reason, with the older generation quite present,
Although the kids are now joining in the fun
Plus we’re now getting more Vultures (NOT Buzzards) soaring around
then drying out their wings
The crow people and their antics are always worth watching
Hey Charlie, what ya got? Want to share?
No? well the heck with you, then - you have to eat your lunch all by yourself
OUT AND ABOUT
On those days when I avail myself of the “new“ drive-thru Starbucks, I always look in the window of the “old” location as I pass. For weeks there was only one sheet of 8 and a half by 11 white paper taped to the door presumably directing you to the newer location. Today I noticed the windows were all covered with brown paper (a sure sign) and another sheet telling us
This genre of places seem to be rivaling and slowly outnumbering the old standbys of pizza and burger joints and so-called Mexican food restaurants. off the top of my head, we got Mongolian BBQ, Peruvian Chicken, Copacabana’s Charcoal Chicken, Fiesta Pollo (Fire grilled Mexican Chicken), and I know there’s been several “Jerk/Caribbean" style places that have closed.
Also on the way home, I noticed an ever expanding “car show” taking place in the “Nicolletti’s” parking lot. One of those places where (for lack of a better term) “muscle cars” are on display, mostly with hoods up, and more and more people milling around
Nearly got run off the road by a roaring something cutting me off to make a sharp turn to be with his buds. All the way into the parking lot the engine was repeatedly “revving up” making guttural power sounds. Have to admit sounded pretty nice. Anyway a local sight to see on a Sunday morning.
And for icing on the cake, how about a few rants for sweetness:
Have you noticed the increasing emergence of the phrase; “breaking it all down for you” mostly in newscasting. “We’ll be back in a minute with the story of the jewelry store robbery when
will break it all down for you. Translation: “we know you’re too stupid to understand
this so we’re going to talk to you like 4th grader”
And in the interest of brevity, I’ll mention one more and leave two in the hopper.
Background: for MANY years when I coached hockey at various levels, teaching defensemen was kind of my favorite thing to do (no surprise, but both FOJ's played defense). Players often ignored for the flashy forwards scoring the goals, they toil at getting the puck from opponent’s forwards. If the forwards screw up, it’s just a loose puck, if the defense does, it’s “Good luck Goalie!” so now a commercial appears for what turns out to be Doritos type snacks. The little tyke rushes into the kitchen yelling “Mom, guess what? Coach said I could play FORWARD today!” and proceeds to demonstrate what little dance she will do when she scores a goal. Well, sweetheart, guess who’s going to give you the chance?
Unintended impromptu: as I sit and watch the Ravens and the Chiefs. The latter are juuuust a little too much into posturing, pointing, and strutting. Hey Andy Reid, how many Bowls have you won?
Okay enough for today
DFD and leave Mason Jars for canning.